As Long As You Love Me (open)

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Massive, massacred, wings outstretch across the long expanse of the beach. One hung precariously over the rocking waves of the ocean, while the other stayed safe over the cool sand. Ankou, of course, could not see the sky; but he had a pretty good idea of what it would look like. A mixture of thickly drab grey colored clouds. Ones that threatened of rain but were not yet bogged down with their tears enough to allow them to fall to the ground. The wind seemed to be moving along quickly between the boy's remaining feathers, and so those clouds above his head must be dancing along with it; running away from where they once were. The weather had been like this mood for many weeks, this macabre sadness that seemed to hold no reason for it. Ankou had heard many equines speaking of how ill this weather made them feeel, saying that they wished it would dissipate, leave them be. But Ankou was not one of these equines. He welcomed the sadness of the world, for it mixed well with his own.

The creature was lost, wandering the world without his sight and now without his heart. Much like those clouds that hung from the God's homes the equine had not let tears run from those glowing green sockets that had once been considered eyes. Though he could not quite remember if he could cry after the loss of his sight from the Rift. It seemed if there ever was a reason or time to cry, it would be now. The beast prayed that he could be like those grey hanging clouds, that he could race along the wind and leave behind his past, never looking back upon it. But when had the Gods ever answered his prayers? They had forsaken him, many years ago. They had punished him for his abominable acts back on Earth through the touch of the Rift. Left him in this Godless land to walk alone like a phantom. But then it seemed as if they had let up on him, allowed him to truly feel happiness. That mare had brought emotions that he had never felt before, made him feel alive as he never had. She accepted him for who he was, this grotesque monster that he was forced to become. She chose to stay with him even though he was hideous. She chose to come back to him even though she saw what his magic could do. She did not leave his side, she was his companion. He knew that he had loved her, unlike he had ever loved another. Ankou let her hold his soul and his heart all in one. And the beast knew she loved him as well, though she was not the best at showing it. She made him happy, an emotion that he never hoped that he could feel again. The Gods had forgiven him, allowed him to live a true life. But no; it was all a facade. A trick played by those devilish Gods. They only wanted to see him happy and allow him to feel all those angelic emotions; then rip them from him and leave him emptier than before. He was only a carcass now. He walked without a heart, without a soul. She had taken those with her.

The mare disappeared, as if into thin air. There was no trace that she had ever lived in the land that she called home. Her scent had drifted off with the land, no longer able to be detected in the places it had once been strongest. It was as if she only lived in his memory, and horribly those memories were fading. Her scent still resided in his bone nose, and yet he could not remember if that was all that was there or if it was beginning to fade. Her bell like lyrics still bounced around in his mind, keeping him awake at night. Yet he knew they were losing their volume, soon they would be no more. If only he had been able to see her, witness the beauty that he knew resided on her pelt. Surely her angelic form would never leave his haunted mind. But alas that was not possible. The poor blind beast was left with only fading memories. Left a shell of who he once was. Left resembling the crippled and macabre name that so many equines had called him before. The Grim Reaper name had taken him over, forcing him to look even more monstrous. For the most hideous creatures of all were the broken ones; the ones who knew love and had it ripped away from them, the ones who knew happiness only to have it stomped out of their none beating hearts, who knew the beauty of the sun only to be drowned in complete darkness.

As the lonely creature made his slow progression along the cool sand of the beach a sound caught his attention, forcing the beast to a quick halt. There was another creature on the forsaken beach. He had heard a sharp whinny, clearly female. Or was he just going insane? Surely it had been there. Ankou wanted to believe that it was the voice of his mare, calling out to him. But he knew that the lyrics which had drifted into the air did not match his beloveds voice. Yet he longed to know who had made the sound, to hear the breath of another around him, to feel the presence of another equine. One can be alone for only so long. Auds perked up in the direction of the sound. His neck slightly elevating itself. With a force very unlike himself the equine let out an echoing sound. The beast couldn't help but notice how desperate his call sound. His loneliness showed evident in his deep lyrics. Ankou prayed hardily that whoever this equine was would be willing to give company to a lowly carcass. To grant him the pleasure of another beings company. Yet he knew that this would most likely not be the case. The mare would run, as everyone else did. Leaving him alone in his world of black.


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